Hamtaro Fan Fiction ❯ Uki Stew ❯ tenth stew ( Chapter 10 )

Something for the eaters: Okay, this is a first time on this one for me folks. I got this idea from another manga. This one my friend had, so now there aren't any pics this time peeps, sorry. Well, this time, it's get painful. To everyone who likes this couple, don't.. get.. mad.

For the past coupl of days, Howdy hasn't had a decent night's sleep, he's too damn horny. What makes thing worse is the fact that the ham girl he wants to bang won't give him any action. Howdy of course is too stubborn to just spare himself the pain of 'polishing his scepter' because he knows that it'll only make him worse. I wanna fu-uck. Howdy whined mentally. I mean, why can't we, we've been together for some time now... I wanna know why...

The next day, Howdy went to the clubhouse depressed. Of course he was still horny as hell, but the fact that he woke up with a boner only made things worse... and he still has it. It took five aprons to simply conceal 5/6 of an inch that he had. The talk at the table only mad him worse. "You know fellas," Cappy began, "my sex life is grrrrrrrrrrrrrreat."

"Me too." said Hamtaro.

"I can't disagree there." said Boss.

I wanna have a sex life. thought Howdy as he began to cry.

"I'm happy without a sex life." said Hannah.

"I'm just glad my love life is perfect." said Maxwell.

"Hey you guys, hiff the air for a minute." said Stan. "It don't smell right."

"You're right, it smells like sprey." said Boss.

"Ew, it's coming from Howdy." said Pashmina.

"Dude, don't jerk the chicken." said Stan.

"I ain't... you can see my paws right here." Howdy argued in defense.

"How do we know you're not doing it with your feet?"

Everybody turned to Stan with that "What the fuck?" look on their faces. "I saw it in a movie, okay?" said Stan.

Howdy stood away from the table, "I ain't wacking off!" he yelled.

"Um Howdy, how many aprons are you wearing?" asked Dexter.

"Nevermind that, the apron's moving." said Pashmina.

"Take off the apron, Howdy." said Hannah.

"Why should I?"

"All in favor?"

"Aye."

"Take it off?"

"Fine."

Howdy took off the first apron, a blue one, to reveal a yellow one. "That one too." said Hannah.

"How about you do it?" Howdy said.

"Fine, hold still."

Hannah lifted Howdy's aprons all at one, revealing his ham pecker, SPLURT! All over Hannah's face, and some even getting into her hair. "You sick, sick, sick, sick-"

"Hannah, you okay?" asked Sandy.

"No." Hannah answered.
"Well turn around and show us."

The evidence was clear when Hannah turned around. Stand and Dexter tried to hold their laughter back, their cheeks swelling from it, but Bijou just fell to her back and laughed. "Howdy yicked her face." she cried. Then Dexter and Stan simply joined her.

"Good shot though, Howdy." said Hamtaro, " It even got into her hair."

"That is totally gross." said Sandy.

"Sorry about that, Hannah." Howdy apologized. "I didn't meant to-"

"Not only is it in my face, but it's in my hair." Hannah cut Howdy off. "Do you want me to lay you THAT bad, Howdy?"

"Not that bad, but bad nonetheless."

"Well, dream on." And Hannah left.

*

Howdy caught up with Hannah later on at the shop. "Hannah, I didn't mean for that to happen, honestly." Howdy tried to explain...

...but Hannah didn't see it that way. "I still can't kushi this seed of yours from my hair." she said.

"You must hate me, huh?"

"I'm not pleased."

"Hannah, If it makes you feel better..." Howdy stopped himself before finishing this subject. "How do I make it up to you?"

"You can leave me alone."

"Okay, I'll leave you be... bye-q." And Howdy left to his cage.

That night, Howdy had his dream, a dream where he finally got to lay his best friend. Hannah was blowing Howdy, sucking his rod. "This feels great, Hannah, don't stop." he said.

"Howdy, who wants this more, you or me?" Hannah asked.

"Me, of course."

"In that case turn around."

Howdy turned around and felt a stinging pain to his back as he wailed in pain as he fell to his fours. He looked up to see Hannah, in an odd black outfit with matching heels and bull whip. "Since you want it more than me, you're gonna have to beg for it." said Hannah.

"Hannah, where'd you get that outfit?" Howdy asked.

He was whipped for his response. "Quiet slave. You will refer to me as your mistress."

"But Hannah--OOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW!"

"I am your mistress, say it."

"Yes, my mistress!"

"Good slave, now on your belly. It's time for your hundred lashings you filthy slave."

"...Yes, mistress."

"And count 'em off!" Hannah whips his back.

"OOOOOOOOOOOW!"

"I said count 'em off!"

"Yes, mistress!"

(And for everyone's enjoyment factor, this shall be dealt with including the sound effects. So the faint of stomach may skip this part. Read the following at your own risk. Don't whine about not giving you fari warning, 'cause here it is now. Enjoy if possible)

CRACK-BOW!

"OOOOOOOOOONE!"

CRACK-BOW!

"TWWOOOOOOOO!"

CRACK-BOW!

"THREEEEEEEEEEE!"

CRACK-BOW!

"FOOOOOOOOOUR!"

CRACK-BOW!

"FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!"

CRACK-BOW!

"SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIX!"

Two minutes later.....

CRACK-BOW!

"NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINETY!"

CRACK-BOW!

"NIIIIIIIIIIIIIINETY..."

"You forgot already?" asked Hannah.

"I'm tired."

"Tired?! I haven't broke a sweat yet."

"But mistress..."

"You wanna whine, then fine. We'll start over."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"From the top..." CRACK-BOW!

"OOOOOOOOOOOONE!"

CRACK-BOW!

Howdy woke up in a cold sweat, that was too scary, even for him. That's the last time I eat the jalapeno flavored sunflower seeds before bed. he thought. I think I'll wait before messing with Hannah again...

The next day, Hannah went to see her friend. "So, you forgive me, right?" Howdy asked.

"Of course, what are friends for?" Hannah asked.

"Well, that's great to know."

"Come on Howdy, or we're gonna be late for the trip to the Fun Park."

"Yes, mistress."

"You say something Howdy?"

"I said I'll race ya."

"Hey, wait up!"

No hams were harmed in the making of this stew, but it had to be flushed out the system... no more of this peeps, promise.